What a time to exist,
there isn't much to miss.
What a time to live,
these times seem at best livid.
Damn right it is true,
nothing here nothing new.
And the rumors are true,
it was all about you.
They say don't judge to harsh,
might be a little too much.
An icy rock as such
so numb so cold to touch.
But tell me where is the respect,
calling me a bitch it's called disrespect.
Cause I don't know what to expect,
from someone to cruel and so hellbent.
We bleed the same regardless,
doesn't make me more or less.
Open your eyes I wish you the best,
can't go on forever to fixing this mess.
This mess that you made,
those bridges that sway.
Nobody wants to stay
but they all have bills to pay.
Consider yourself lucky,
maybe it's a good thing that nobody wants me.
I don't want your thorns around me,
mess around and I'll be plucking.
Collecting my paycheck today,
cause next week I won't be here Monday.
Had enough of your distaste
and your higher self dismay.
Just know that what comes around
comes in full round.
That once we go we leave some
and come back where we're from.
